"Officer, I did everything alone, it has nothing to do with my wife or son. I’m willing to bear all the responsibility by myself. May I ask, if I die, would I still have to compensate for the damages caused to their clinic?"
When he said this, you could see he already had thoughts of death.
This person was worried that Li Jingsheng would demand compensation from him and truly have the court auction his house.
After all, Li Jingsheng frightened him that day.
Said he would directly sue in court to auction off his house to compensate for the damages.
Thinking that dying could prevent his house from being auctioned, and since he wouldn’t live much longer anyway, he considered ending this with his life.
"Debt relationships don’t work that way. Even if you die, as long as you have an inheritance, it still needs to be compensated to the clinic,"
The female journalist replied from the side.
Mr. Kuang listened and showed a face of extre regret.
Even after death, you still have to compensate the clinic. What can be done?
"Mr. Kuang, I’ve seen your family’s situation, you have a good son. His filial devotion and kindness moved . The trouble you caused our clinic that day led to damages, which I could waive pursuit of, but you must publish an apology in the paper to eliminate negative effects. These two are reporters from the newspaper; you can ask them about the apology publication."
Li Jingsheng’s words made the photographer’s face darken.
When interviewing him, he was expressionless and refused.
Now he wants sothing from them after thinking of them.
Treating people like a rag, using them when needed and tossing them aside once done.
"Yes, yes, yes, Dr. Li is right, you should apologize to eliminate the negative impact, and don’t go waving around a bronze gong anymore."
The police also echoed Li Jingsheng’s suggestion.
This family feels like they don’t have a sane mber.
The photographer glanced at Li Jingsheng unfavorably, and snorted, "I’m a photographer, don’t ask about this kind of thing, you need to ask our newspaper’s advertising departnt."
The female reporter Chu Yao, feeling sorry for this family, was sowhat soft-hearted.
"Our newspaper can handle this! The most expensive is just a little over five hundred. But you have to bring the relevant materials to our newspaper yourself."
Having snagged an excellent piece of news today with lots of leads, her mood was quite good.
"Alright, alright, thank you!"
Mr. Kuang thanked the female reporter, then looked towards Li Jingsheng.
His gaze was full of complexity.
Having caused such a fuss with Li Jingsheng here the other day, getting berated by Li Jingsheng and Doctor Xu in the clinic at the Second Hospital later on, leaving utterly humiliated.
To smile and apologize to Li Jingsheng feels more painful than dying.
But in this world, many things are indeed scarier than death.
Death cannot solve all problems.
"Dr. Li, the trouble at your clinic the other day was my montary lapse; forgive . After publishing an apology in the paper, will you truly not pursue compensation responsibility anymore?"
This was what he was most concerned about.
Perhaps thinking his sincerity insufficient, he continued.
"I only have this one son, and over the years he spent all our money for treating my illness. He’s of marrying age now, even found a girl, but we lack the bride price of 188,000 yuan. I saw your clinic’s grand first anniversary celebration and assud you earned quite a bit, hence I wanted to scam you for so money. For your clinic, earning one or two million a year should be easy, so even if I scam 200,000 or 300,000, it wouldn’t matter."
Li Jingsheng couldn’t help but smile bitterly upon hearing this.
"Uncle, not all clinics make so much money. I haven’t even gathered enough for next year’s rent! At one point, I even owed employees three months’ salary. Earning one or two million easily in a year is quite exaggerated."
In front of journalists and so many people, he certainly had to portray hardship.
If this female journalist reported it, claiming his clinic easily earns a million a year, by the next day there might be desperados and thieves coming to ’ask for donations’.
"I can vouch for the boss, it’s true. I was owed three months’ salary, with my child’s school starting soon, until the boss sold his motorcycle to pay ,"
Tang Ping, no doubt Li Jingsheng’s old partner.
The two shared great tacit understanding.
Without Li Jingsheng needing to ask, she instantly helped speak from the side.
"Cough, cough... Guess I judged wrong. Quick Recovery Clinic’s Boss Zhao isn’t easy to handle, otherwise I wouldn’t have focused on your newly opened clinic."
Mr. Kuang felt quite embarrassed.
He truly hadn’t expected Sunshine Clinic, which seed so glorious, to be this poor.
Li Jingsheng’s clinic now had a gross daily inco of at least two thousand, often reaching four or five thousand.
At peak tis, even earning over ten thousand in a day was seen.
Saying it could make around a million a year shouldn’t be wrong.
Li Jingsheng felt tired hearing this.
Seems these local residents know everything.
Quick Recovery Clinic’s Boss Zhao is a seasoned veteran, hardly anyone dares run to him to scam money.
The average person, lacking skill, would likely get scamd back by Boss Zhao.
Appears their ’skills’ are lacking.
But having severely dealt with Mr. Kuang trying to extort them this ti, once the news spreads, it should reduce many with ill intentions.
"Dr. Li, have rcy and don’t pursue my financial liability, would you? I assure you, even if I die, I will find a way to help eliminate the negative impact caused last ti."
Mr. Kuang was actually quite cunning.
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